V Don - RedruM lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Yeah, yo, yeah, yeah, yeah 17 More Minutes n***a Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] It's Clark Bent behind a dark tint I'm in the streets just like the park bench Chain smoke cigar ends, they ain't no cigars left My weed loud just like a b**h out the piece They wanna blow me while I'm counting my cheese, Jesus [?], snitch don't [?] I see no honor in this thieving sh** Probably why I don't trust with n***as If you ask me how I'm feeling then it's f** you n***as Look here, copped that ducy off a jackpot Hoe had the blow in nose, Pinocchio Plugs got hit with the okie doe Started barking, had these n***as dancing, hokey pokey Holy smokes he really burnt, Cobain, no chain Get a shopper for his gold rings, I need them blunts too Pocket full of dead crackers, living a** backwards Tryna front for who, rap so my mama living comfortable But who the f** is you to judge me, my white cup is muddy I'm bloody, hoes wanna f** me Doing all these d** you think I must be Off my f**ing bike right, light it up V'Don made the beat and then I scribed it up This the type of sh** you snatch up out your speakers Load that pipe and beam up the scotty, illuminati Got my mind, soul, and my body trapped or am I just smacked Don't give me dap when you see me wearing trends And don't hit my f**ing line if you ain't talking 'bout no ends Is how I'm feeling, wheeling and dealing, stealing and k**ing Tryna make a motherf**ing million, cause if you ain't know [Hook: Da$H & Marz Lovejoy] Said yo b**h only chill if she's f**ing the team If it's drama my n***a we bringing them thangs Baa, baa, baa, baa, baa, baa, baa Murder scene, murder scene Murder scene, murder scene Murder scene, murder scene